The gym has been closed indefinitely since the 16th and I am slowly going batshit. I feel fleshy and squishy and bloated, full of unnecessary fluid and mass. My mind is slowly unraveling and deteriorating and I am witnessing my own demise.
I need to run. I need a treadmill. I am not an outdoor person. I do not want to run out in the wild where I am free to be assaulted by the natural elements. I do not want to bump into strangers while outdoors. I want the artificial air of the ac and the enclosed spaced of an indoor facility. I prefer to be protected from the unknown of the outside and run at my gym where everything is predictable. I don’t have to worry about the bathroom while inside. I also don’t have to worry about where to place and how to carry my stuff. Everything is convenient with known variables. I want my gym back! I want to run in my safe place. But the place is closed...
I am slowly going insane.
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